It's scary when someone asks you, "Do you trust me?" and you can't answer immediately because of the sudden blood rush, the fear gripping you and your brain goes on overdrive. Usually, when someone asks that question, it ends up in a disappointing disaster and one gets so broken and would never learn to trust anyone ever again. At least, that's what happens in movies. And I fear it does in real life too. So what do we believe in now?
Trust your instincts. I do. I just can't manage to do what it's screaming in my ear.
(And to you, bitch, I'd slap you in the face if only you're not four timezones away. I advise you to get a Permanent Restriction Order. Middle finger up, to you.)

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